All Chapters of Cinderella And Her Beautiful Octuplets: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

The dimly lit apartment smelled of stale perfume and frustration. Linda paced back and forth, her fingers clenching and unclenching around her phone. It had been days since she left the Colby mansion, and yet, no one had called her. Not even Lucas.The thought made her blood boil.This was all because of Hannah. That woman had come into their lives like a storm, tearing apart everything Linda had carefully built. No matter how hard she tried, Hannah always seemed to be one step ahead. It was infuriating.The sound of the front door opening made her spin around. A wave of relief washed over her as she saw Humphrey step inside.“Oh, thank God you’re here,” she muttered, exhaling sharply. “I was dying of boredom. I needed someone to talk to.”Humphrey, however, didn’t share her enthusiasm. His dark eyes held an edge of irritation as he closed the door behind him.“How about Lucas?” he asked, arching a brow. “He’s your favorite son, after all. Aren’t you two always together?”Linda scowle

Matthew could feel the weight of the tension in the air as he sat at the dining table. It was suffocating, pressing down on him with every second that passed. He had expected resistance—Brandon and Lucas had never liked him—but the sharp hostility in Lucas’s voice still took him off guard.“So, Matthew,” Lucas began, his voice laced with sarcasm. “When did you get back in town? Last I heard, you disappeared after what happened between you and my little sister.”Matthew forced a polite smile. “I came back recently after my sister lost her husband.”Lucas hummed, unimpressed. “Oh, so you just happened to run into Jessica after visiting your sister? How convenient.” He tilted his head, eyeing Matthew with suspicion. “How do we know you’re not lying to us again?”Jessica’s stomach twisted into knots. She shot Lucas a warning look, silently pleading with him to stop, but Lucas ignored her.“I don’t have a reason to lie,” Matthew said evenly.Lucas scoffed, shaking his head. “Really? You co

The moment Matthew slipped through the back door and entered the house, he caught sight of Alex descending the grand staircase.“Alex,” he called.The butler looked up, his expression shifting from surprise to mild curiosity. “Mr. Matthew,” he greeted. “I wasn’t expecting you here this early.”Matthew exhaled in relief. “Thank goodness I found you in time. I’m planning a surprise breakfast for Jessica, and I could use your help setting everything up.”A slow smile spread across Alex’s face. “Of course, Mr. Matthew. Whatever you need, I’m at your service. Miss Jessica stepped out a few minutes ago, but she’ll be back soon.”Matthew nodded, pleased by the news. “Perfect. By the time she returns, everything will be ready.”They headed to the kitchen, swiftly setting to work. The scent of freshly chopped herbs and sizzling butter filled the air as they moved in perfect harmony, preparing the meal. As Matthew was about to cut the meat, he frowned at the dull blade in his hand.“Alex, do we

The house was suffocating with tension. Two days had passed, and still, no one had heard from Hannah or Jessica. No ransom demands, no threatening calls—just silence. A deafening, torturous silence.Brandon paced the living room, his phone glued to his ear, making call after call. Lucas was beside him, doing the same, while Matthew had stepped out to contact some of his connections. They were all trying to piece together who could have possibly planned such a well-executed kidnapping.“Let me know if you find anything,” Brandon muttered into the phone before ending the call. He dragged a hand down his face, his frustration bubbling over. His wife and sister had disappeared without a trace, and he had no leads, no suspects, nothing. It was as if they had been swallowed by the earth itself.The CCTV cameras on the street had been tampered with. Whoever had taken them made sure there was no footage of the incident. That only meant one thing—it was planned. Someone had wanted them gone, a

Brandon pulled out his phone, his fingers tightening around it as he dialed the number again. He placed it on speaker, setting it down on the table where Liam and the tech expert hunched over the laptop, ready to trace the call.The phone barely rang once before the line clicked open, as if the person on the other end had been waiting for him.“Brandon Colby…”The voice was deep, calm, and disturbingly confident—like a man who had already won the game before his opponent even knew they were playing.Brandon clenched his fists. “Where are my wife and sister?” He forced himself to stay composed, knowing they needed to keep the call going long enough to get a trace.“They’re safe. For now,” the voice replied with a slow, deliberate amusement. “That is… as long as you comply with my demands.”The arrogance in his tone made Brandon’s blood boil, but he swallowed his anger. “Who are you? What do you want?”A long silence followed, stretching Brandon’s patience to the breaking point. Then, f